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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 01:58 pm
Minor to major and

Everytime we say goodbye
I die a little
Everytime we say goodbye
I wonder why a little
Why the gods above me
Who must be in the know
Think so little of me
They allow you to go

When you're near
There's such an air
Of spring about it
I can hear a lark somewhere
Begin to sing about it
There's no love song finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Everytime we say goodbye

There's no love song finer
But how strange the change
From major to minor
Everytime we say goodbye
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 02:08 pm
ah, Raggedy. I, of course, adore that song. So many memories there, honey. You may not recall our Mr. Turtle playing that so long ago and we called them "telling" songs.

Here's another, listeners:

.
My thoughts go back to a heavenly dance
A moment of bliss we spent
Our hearts were filled with a song of romance
As into the night we went
And sang to our hearts' content

The song is ended
But the melody lingers on
You and the song are gone
But the melody lingers on

The night was splendid
And the melody seemed to say
"Summer will pass away
Take your happiness while you may"

There 'neath the light of the moon
We sang a love song that ended too soon

The moon descended
And I found with the break of dawn
You and the song had gone
But the melody lingers on.

Such lovely lyrics, no?
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hamburger
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 02:13 pm
a2k
i was looking at the thread 'why water from a glass tastes better ...'
and i found this neat 'water song' . never heard it before , but i like it .
hbg

TINY DROP OF WATER

I'm just a tiny drop of water floating in the air.
You've probably never noticed me, you'd scarcely know I'm there.
So you might be surprised to know the places where I've been,
The things that I have done and what I hope to do again.



I started in the ocean in the crashing swelling waves.
I've flowed in raging rivers carving canyons, cliffs and caves.
You've seen me in the summer raindrops soaking fields of corn,
And wiped me from your window pane upon a frosty morn.



I am just a tiny drop of water, yes it's true,
But though I may be tiny, you just watch what I can do.



I've fallen with the snowflakes keeping schoolkids home from class.
They've rolled me in their snowmen and I've heard their screams and laughs.
You've spied me splashing colors in a rainbow way up high,
And watched me join with others forming cloud-shapes in the sky.



I am just a tiny drop of water, yes it's true,
But though I may be tiny, you just watch what I can do.



I've glistened in the morning dew on fragile spider webs
And drenched the earth in thunderstorms that woke men from their beds.



I floated there with Noah's ark as rain poured down for weeks;
I've moved in gleaming glaciers as they molded mountain peaks.
And once I was a teardrop in a brand new father's eye
The very first time that he heard his baby daughter cry.



I am just a tiny drop of water, yes it's true,
But though I may be tiny, you just watch what I can do.
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 02:18 pm
Hi, hamburger. Lovely, Canada. Rather like tiny grains of sand, no?

well, folks, I have always liked the early morning dew, but this song is rather sad, I think:



Walk me out in the morning dew my honey,
Walk me out in the morning dew today.
I cant walk you out in the morning dew my honey,
I cant walk you out in the morning dew today.

I thought I heard a baby cry this morning,
I thought I heard a baby cry this today.
You didnt hear no baby cry this morning,
You didnt hear no baby cry today.

Where have all the people gone my honey,
Where have all the people gone today.
Theres no need for you to be worrying about all those people,
You never see those people anyway.

I thought I heard a young man morn this morning,
I thought I heard a young man morn today.
I thought I heard a young man morn this morning,
I cant walk you out in the morning dew today.

Walk me out in the morning dew my honey,
Walk me out in the morning dew today.
Ill walk you out in the morning dew my honey,
I guess it doesnt really matter anyway,
I guess it doesnt matter anyway,
I guess it doesnt matter anyway,
Guess it doesnt matter anyway.
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 04:12 pm
Just a case of; mind over matter

Elvis
All That I Am Lyrics

All that I am or ever hope to be
Lies in your hands
You are my destiny
When you are in my arms, I rule the world
And when we're far apart, how cruel the world

All that I want is to be near to you
To spend my life making it clear to you
You are my heart, my soul, my dream come true
All that I am, I am because of you

All that I want is to be near to you
To spend my life making it clear to you
You are my heart, my soul, my dream come true
All that I am, I am because of you

Because of you
Because of you

Written by Tepper and Bennett
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 04:33 pm
Ah, Elvis. Such a short and sad life, Try. I guess he was..........
Destiny's Child

Illusion

[Verse 1 Kelly:]
Searching for a destiny thats mine
Theres another place, another time
Touching many hearts along the way yeah
Hoping that I'll never have to say
([LaTavia:] Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

[Chorus:]
Everday in my mind it's confusion
Thoughts of you brings Illusions
Trapped in my world only you get in
My minds playing tricks on me again
Daze in my mind it's confusion
Thoughts of you brings Illusions
Trapped in my world only you get in
My minds playing tricks on me again

[Verse 2 Beyonce:]
Follow your emotions every where
Is there really magic in the air
Never let your feelings let down
Open up your eyes and look around
([LaTavia:] Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

[Chorus]

[Verse 3 Beyonce:]
Can it be a picture in my mind
Never show exactly what I find
Only in my dreams I turn you on
If for just a moment then your gone
(LaTavia:Boy I love you but I gotta let you go)

[Chorus]

[Pras:]
Ayo, I dont write love songs
Leave it up to Luther Vandross
How I choose to live
You dont wanna know the cause
I pay to be the boss
Hear it straight from source
Fortune 500 is how I like to gloss
High side, Kornesh style
Joy riding
Blowing candles in the wind like Princess Di
Get at me, Mom tell me how you really like it
cause we could fly high
I'll be your cold pilot
[LaTavia:] Ayo back to girl with all the razzimatazz
[Pras:] Ayo I love you shorty
[LaTavia:] You talkin all that jazz
Boy I love you but I gotta let you go
I know you want me but you play me like the lotto
Use and abuse me so there wont be no friction
I gotta leave I cant be in this Illusion

[Chorus]
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Letty
 
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Reply Thu 18 May, 2006 07:49 pm
http://www.lucelockett.co.uk/images/Gallery%20Thumbs%20T/Fallen-Dreams-IITW-38-x-18-.jpg
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Walter Hinteler
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 07:23 am
Starting the (US) day with with some great literature ...

... song by Tommy James & The Shondells



My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

Yeah

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

I saw you walkin' on down the line
You know I saw you
For the very first time
A pretty little thing
Standin' all alone
Hey, pretty baby
Can I take you home
I never saw ya
Never ever saw ya

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

Yeah, does it good, too, Let's rock
Hey

I saw you walkin' on down the line
You know I saw you
For the very first time
A pretty little thing
Standin' all alone
Hey, pretty baby
Can I take you home
I never saw ya
Never ever saw ya

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky

Ooh wow

My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
My baby does the hanky panky
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yitwail
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 07:32 am
how bout this one, walter? Cool

Come here sister.....Papa's in the swing
He ain't too hip...about that new breed thing
He ain't no drag
Papa's got a brand new bag

Come here mama....and dig this crazy scene
He's not too fancy....but his mind is mighty clean
He ain't no drag.
Papa's got a brand new bag

He's doing the Jerk....
He's doing the Fly
Don't play him cheap 'cause you know he ain't shy
He's doing the Monkey, the Mashed Potatoes,
Jump back Jack, See you later alligator.

Come here sister
Papa's in the swing
He ain't too hip now
but I can dig that new breed babe;
He ain't no drag
He's got a brand new bag

Oh papa! He's doing the Jerk
Papa...he's doing the Jerk
He's doing the twist... just like this,
He's doing the Fly ev'ry day and ev'ry night
The thing's....like the Boomerang.
Hey....come on
Hey! Hey.....come on
Hey! Hey....he's up tight...out of sight...
Come on. Hey! Hey!
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 07:35 am
Many thanks to Walter for testing the system.

I do have to smile, folks, at his hanky panky song. Great, Germany.

Quote for the day:

"Quasimodo predicted all this"
Bobby Bacula about the World Trade Center attack.
Nostradamus. Quasimodo's the hunchback of Notre Dame
Tony Soprano's response.
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 07:39 am
and another big thanks to our Mr. Turtle.

Love that song, M.D.

Back later after coffee, folks, as it seems that our equipment is once again in working order. (wish my sprinkler system was)
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 08:27 am
Well, listeners, I just discovered that chemists are trying to create a dipstick for caffein in coffee. In other words, those who dine out may have a way of seeing if they are being served coffee with caffein as opposed to decaf.

Song for the morning:

MORNING SERENADE


Dawn, dressed in white,
already opens the door to broad daylight;
already, with her rosy fingers,
she caresses the multitude of flowers!
All around, creation seems stirred
by a mysterious shiver;
and you do not awaken; and in vain
I stay here, aching to sing.

Put on your white dress too,
and open the door to your minstrel!
Where you are not, sunlight is missing;
where you are love dawns.

All around, creation seems stirred
by a mysterious shiver;
and you do not awaken; and in vain
I stay here, aching to sing.

Where you are not, sunlight is missing;
where you are love dawns
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Tryagain
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 09:12 am
Good morning, it is wet today.


Artist: Elvis Presley
Song: Kentucky Rain Lyrics


Seven lonely days
And a dozen towns ago
I reached out one night
And you were gone
Don't know why you'd run,
What you're running to or from
All I know is I want to bring you home

So I'm walking in the rain,
Thumbing for a ride
On this lonely Kentucky backroad
I've loved you much too long
And my love's too strong
To let you go, never knowing
What went wrong

Kentucky rain keeps pouring down
And up ahead's another town
That I'll go walking thru
With the rain in my shoes,
Searchin for you
In the cold Kentucky rain,
In the cold Kentucky rain

Showed your photograph
To an old gray bearded man called Gus
Sitting on a bench
Outside a gen'ral store
He said "Yes, she's been here"
But his memory wasn't clear
Was it yesterday,
No, wait the day before

So I fin'ly got a ride
With a preacher man who asked
"Where you bound on such a dark afternoon?"
As we drove on thru the rain
As he listened I explained
And he left me with a prayer
That I'd find you in the Kentucky rain
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Ticomaya
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 09:15 am
Letty wrote:
Well, listeners, I just discovered that chemists are trying to create a dipstick for caffein in coffee. In other words, those who dine out may have a way of seeing if they are being served coffee with caffein as opposed to decaf.


Who would actually buy such a device?
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 09:24 am
Hello, Try. Odd that you would play Elvis today as I noticed on the news that Graceland is becoming tolerant of Elvis impersonators. Coincidence, listeners, or pre cognition. <smile>

Hey, Tico. Who knows, buddy. There are a lot of dipsticks out there that will buy anything. Incidentally. Decaf soft drinks are dangerous to our health.
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Raggedyaggie
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 09:26 am
Good Morning WA2K.

I see that one of my favorite country blues singers was born on this date and was quite surprised that he had passed away in 2002. I have his complete CD collection and although Mickey's own recording of Frisco Mabel Joy and An American Trilogy made the charts, I had always wondered why his own recordings didn't make it and then I saw this today on the net by Joe Zeimer:

"A major reason that his name is not a household name is simply that his ten excellent albums, recorded from 1969-1981, were not available on CD until 1999. In other words, before 1999, the only place to locate these albums would have been in used record stores."

Wikipedia bio:
Mickey Newbury (May 19, 1940 - September 29, 2002) was an American singer and songwriter.

Born Milton Sim Newbury, Jr. in Houston, Texas, he sang with a vocal group in high school, and after his military service returned home where he began writing music and singing in local clubs. In 1964 Wesley Rose signed him to a songwriting contract with Acuff-Rose Music to work in Nashville, Tennessee. His compositions did well in many genres of music but he is most remembered for his creation of An American Trilogy, a medley that was recorded by many, including symphony orchestras, but most notably by Elvis Presley.

As a successful songwriter, he also had a long-lasting professional relationship with Kenny Rogers. Notable songs he wrote for him includesJust Dropped In (To See What Condition My Condition Was In) from 1968. Rogers also covered his 1969 tune "San Francisco Mabel Joy" in 1978 with a slightly different lyric.

Mickey Newbury was inducted into the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame in 1980.

A friend and admirer of the music of Townes van Zandt, Newbury recorded more than a dozen albums of his own that received critical acclaim but had only modest sales success.

In the 1980s, he moved to an old farmhouse in the Willamette Valley in Oregon with his wife and three of his children where he died in 2002.

---------------------------------------------------
By Joe Ziemer, March 14, 2000

He is the only American singer or songwriter to have four number one hits on four different charts in the same year (or for that matter - EVER). That achievement is not only in a world class ..........Mickey Newbury's songs have been covered 241+ times, over 3 1/2 generations, from 1965 to 2000. That averages to more than one song covered every two months for 35 years. His songs have hit the number one position for Andy Williams, Eddy Arnold, Willie Nelson (Willie's first number one), Solomon Burke, Kenny Rogers... ( 62 songs covered by 169 different artists (statistics from "Celebrating 35 Years of Mickey Newbury's Music", by Joe Ziemer, Dec '99.)



http://www.luma-electronic.cz/lp/n/Newbury/newbury_sweetmemories.jpghttp://www.waiting4louise.de/cover/Cover-Newbury-Frisco.jpg
http://www.gocontinental.com/photos3/newbur~1.jpg

Angeline

Yesterday´s newspapers forecasts no rain for today
Yesterday´s news was old news, the skies are all grey
Winter´s in labor and soon will give birth to the spring
And sprinkle the meadows with flowers for my Angeline.

Heartache and sorrow and sadness unendingly find
Wings on a mem´ry and with them she flies to my mind
She stretched her arms for a moment, then went back to sleep
While morning stood watching me ever so silently weep.

She opened her eyes, Lord, the minute my feet touched the floor
The cold hard-wood floor creaked with each step I made to the door
Then I turned to her gently and said, "Hon, just look, it is spring"
Knowing outside the window, the winter looked for Angeline.

But yesterday´s newspaper forecast no rain for today,
But yesterday´s news is old news the skies are all grey.

(I love his voice, and his accompanying rain sounds and train whistles. Smile )
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 09:35 am
Well, there's our Raggedy filling in for both herself and Bio Bob.

Wow!, PA. What a great update. I am not familiar with Mickey Newbury, but I have heard one of his songs:

(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

I woke up this mornin' with the sundown shinin' in
I found my mind in a brown paper bag within
I tripped on a cloud and fell-a eight miles high
I tore my mind on a jagged sky
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

I pushed my soul in a deep dark hole and then I followed it in
I watched myself crawlin' out as I was a-crawlin' in
I got up so tight I couldn't unwind
I saw so much I broke my mind
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

(Yeah, yeah, oh-yeah, what condition my condition was in)

Someone painted "April Fool" in big black letters on a "Dead End" sign
I had my foot on the gas as I left the road and blew out my mind
Eight miles outta Memphis and I got no spare
Eight miles straight up downtown somewhere
I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in

I said I just dropped in to see what condition my condition was in
Yeah
yeah
oh-yeah

My air condition is okay, but my sprinkler condition not so. grrrrrr
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 10:14 am
Nancy Kwan
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Nancy Kwan on the cover of Life Magazine 1960Nancy Kwan (born May 19, 1939) (Traditional Chinese: 關家蒨; Pinyin: Guān Jiāqiàn; Cantonese: Kwan Ka Shin) is a American actress.

Contents [hide]
1 Biography
2 Selected filmography
3 Awards
4 Bibliography
5 External links



[edit]
Biography
Nancy Kwan was born in Hong Kong to a Chinese father, architect Kwan Wing Hong, and Scottish mother, model Marquita Scott. Nancy was considered a sex symbol in the 1960s.

During the Japanese invasion in December 1941, Nancy's father fled the city on foot along with Nancy and her brother, Ka Keung, and hid out in western China. The family returned to Hong Kong at the end of World War II. Nancy later studied at the Royal Ballet School in England, performing in Swan Lake and Sleeping Beauty at Covent Garden. She completed her studies with a certificate to teach ballet.

While she was in England, producer Ray Stark noticed her. At the age of 18, she received the starring role of a free-spirited Hong Kong prostitute who captivates artist Robert Lomax (William Holden) in the film adaptation of The World of Suzie Wong (1960). She followed it up the next year with the hit musical The Flower Drum Song (1961) and became one of Hollywood's most visible Eurasian actresses. She spent the 1960s commuting between the United States and Europe for film roles.

Kwan married Austrian ski instructor Peter Pock and gave birth to a son, Bernhard "Bernie" Pock, who died at age 33 in 1996 of AIDS. She returned to her native Hong Kong in 1972 to be with her critically ill father. After his death, she married director-producer Norbert Meisel and returned to the United States.

Since returning to the USA in 1979, she has had guest appearances and co-starring roles on numerous television productions, such as ER. Today she is politically active as the spokeswoman for the Asian American Voters Coalition.

Musical: Flower Drum Song
Song: I Enjoy Being a Girl

I'm a girl, and by me that's only great!
I am proud that my silhouette is curvy,
That I walk with a sweet and girlish gait
With my hips kind of swivelly and swervy.

I adore being dressed in something frilly
When my date comes to get me at my place.
Out I go with my Joe or John or Billy,
Like a filly who is ready for the race!

When I have a brand new hairdo
With my eyelashes all in curl,
I float as the clouds on air do,
I enjoy being a girl!

When men say I'm cute and funny
And my teeth aren't teeth, but pearl,
I just lap it up like honey
I enjoy being a girl!

I flip when a fellow sends me flowers,
I drool over dresses made of lace,
I talk on the telephone for hours
With a pound and a half of cream upon my face!

I'm strictly a female female
And my future I hope will be
In the home of a brave and free male
Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me.

When men say I'm sweet as candy
As around in a dance we whirl,
It goes to my head like brandy,
I enjoy being a girl!

When someone with eyes that smoulder
Says he loves ev'ry silken curl
That falls on my iv'ry shoulder,
I enjoy being a girl!

When I hear the compliment'ry whistle
That greets my bikini by the sea,
I turn and I glower and I bristle,
But I happy to know the whistle's meant for me!

I'm strictly a female female
And my future I hope will be
In the home of a brave and free male
Who'll enjoy being a guy having a girl... like... me.
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Letty
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 10:19 am
You're not going to believe this, but I just heard that song on TV., Bob. Shocked
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bobsmythhawk
 
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Reply Fri 19 May, 2006 10:20 am
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